“Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge . . .”

It’s been a pretty chaotic and busy in my life lately, and I don’t know about you but it seems as if it is a reflection of the universal chaos, or the other way around. Its harder to keep the balance when the world seems to be falling apart in front of ones eyes. So after spending way too much time on the computer, I’ve been itching to get my hands onto real paints and paper and texture with lots of layers and lots of color and lots of everything and get it out, all those feelings of the past weeks . . .

mixed media, acrylic on paper
23 x 15 inch (58.5 x 38 cm)

Now they say it will take another 9 month to gain control back at the Fukushima power plant, like some sort of pregnancy and we are left wondering what the outcome is going to be. Probably a lump of cement surrounded by a very peaceful quite space 🙂 kind of like Chernobyl.

Did you get to see this amazing “virtual choir” by Eric Whitacre, and on TED explaining how he got the idea and did it. Blew me away crying. Now sure why, just as if feeling and hearing very clearly the connectedness of everything and a huge wave of healing embracing us all.

It reminded me of another documentary I have seen a while ago, in the serious of “the universe” from the History Channel. How amazingly huge the universe is, and how humbling small our planet is, and how ever more small and fragile we are.

So while I was working, copying and pasting Sanskrit verses into the Bhagavad Gita transcript, there popped at me the chapter (12) where Lord Krishna appears to Arjuna in his universal form, with all its glory and gory. It’s so terrifying that Arjuna just wants his handsome two-armed friend and chariot back, instead of seeing all the details of him (in his universal form) devouring a whole army, arms and legs included plus the whole universe. And so Krishna reverts back but not without reminding him how fortunate he was to see that form of his. Now I am wondering how close amazement and fear really are.

And just to balance all that seriousness I had to go to the library to research some children books to continue with my illustrations, and ended up on the floor with the wisdom of Winnie-the-Pooh . . .

“Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.”